eensy weensy widdle weenies

[Hypoxia]

There's gotta be a story here.

Brooklyn's SMALLEST PENIS Pageant

We’re here to worship at the altar of small dicks!” Chicken Bitches bellows. The crowd cheers wildly as the five contestants file to the stage, all wearing sparkly pageant sashes with their names: Puzzle Master, a white guy with long, shaggy hair and black-rimmed glasses; Twig-N-Berries, a Kurt Cobain look-a-like with a squire haircut; Peter Parker, short and plump and disguised in a Spider-Man mask; Rufio, a gel-haired Italian in a bandana and aviators; and Raj Kumar, a wildly grinning Indian man. Their penises are creatively covered, much to the disappointment of the crowd—though one wrong dance move or strong breeze will reveal enough for the imagination to fill in the rest.

Welcome to the 2nd Annual Smallest Penis in Brooklyn Pageant.

 

[sirhugs]

many ways to go:

~ plain jane fetish version (some gals like teeny weenies)
~ a comedy version (too cruel for my taste)
~ an anal sex version where women whose hubbies/bfs are too big to fuck their asses get to sample the joys...
~ a "teeny girl" version where she is too afraid to lose virginity to normal or big cock, so her bff takes her to the contest...
~ a fantasy version where the winner gets blowjob that magically turns his cock into a 15 inch beer can...

 

[DesEsseintes]

I have an image of a float filled with men in fruit costumes, like at the Rio carnival - only rather than pineapples, say, or bananas, their modesty is maintained by a single grape.

And surely there would need to be a Castor Semanya type controversy, in which a winning contestant is found to be a flat-chested woman with a rather engorged clitoris?

 

[Carnevil9]

I dunno. I could see accepting it as a challenge, but it doesn't sound like an inherently erotic foundation for a story. Small dicks are like large poisonous snakes: nobody fucks with either of them.

(In erotica, I mean; in Real Life, I suppose they get by. Personally, I wouldn't know, ahem!)

If I absolutely, positively HAD to write a small-dick contest story, I'd probably make it one where the winner received an all-expenses paid round of dick-enlargement surgery. And then we would get to see his attempt to adapt to his new-found endowment.

Or maybe a "Cinder-fella" type story: Hero is a scrawny, wimpy, short-dicked loser. His fairy godfather (picturing a lisping Marlon Brando here) appears and turns him into a stud - rippling pecs, brawny arms, and a cock like a baby's arm holding an apple. But with the warning: be home by midnight! But of course he stays out too late and..... Okay, I've already said too much!